Ming Xixi said nothing, hugged her mother and kissed her in the face.
"You kid, you are not serious at all times." Jian Bing Ran smiled, and while going to stir-fry the dishes in the wok, the unconcealed happiness filled her face.
"Mom, you seem to be getting fat." Ming Xixi took two steps back, looked at her waist carefully, and suddenly approached and said, "Mom, do you have it?"
"What's there? Your mother is so old, you and Mengmeng are so old, you are so old, you don't speak seriously." Jian Bingran couldn't laugh or cry. She lived a happy and peaceful life, had a happy family, and she was so happy that she was a broad-minded person and was fat.
Ming Xixi laughed and said, "Mom, beauties, don't be angry, it doesn't matter if you have it. Give Meng Meng a little girl and let Meng Meng be her brother too."
Meng Mengmeng indeed went up, held Jian Bingran's arm and said, "Mom, please give me a younger brother. I want a younger brother to play with me."
"Xi'er, don't ruin your brother." Jian Bingran pretended to be angry, but the gentle smile in her eyes betrayed her inner happiness.
"Bingran, is Xiao Xier back?"
A loud and bright male voice came from the yard, and the siblings rushed out the door.
"Dad!" A beautiful girl shouted and rushed over.
"Dad!" A little boy was not willing to be outdone, so he jumped in front of him and rushed to Meng Tangyu's arms.
"Meng Meng, you bully your sister!" Ming Xixi's eyes and hands were still half a step slower, and she rushed forward regardless of the situation, widening her arms and hugging the two men.
These two little guys were coming very fast. Meng Tangyu hurriedly stepped back, cushioned the explosive power of his children, and then stood firmly, hugged his son and daughter, and laughed loudly: "Little Bear and Big Bear, the old Bear are about to lose!"
"Haha..." Ming Xixi laughed happily, Meng Mengmeng, who was sandwiched in the middle, shouted with breath: "I'm going to be breathless!"
"Uh...poor little Mengmeng." Ming Xixi took a step back, grabbed Meng Mengmeng and pushed it to the side, directly hugged the city lord's father, and shot two wet kisses on his face, and smiled: "Dad, Xi'er missed you so much!"
"Haha...my little Xier is still so naughty." Meng Tangyu hugged his daughter, really imagining how she was when she was a child, lifting this little man high, listening to her sweet and soft laughter echoing in the yard, and seeing her little face smiling like the rising sun, brilliant and charming.
In the blink of an eye, his little Xier grew so big, and in the blink of an eye, his little cute girl grew so tall. Time flies so fast!
"Dad, sister comes back to bully me." Meng Mengmeng looked at the father and daughter with innocent and aggrieved expression. Her beautiful eyes looked like Jian Bingran, her long eyelashes were naturally curled, like a Barbie doll, her nose was tall and like a foot Meng Tangyu, her face was as cute as a cartoon, and her face was delicate and innocent. How cute and charming no matter how you look at it.
Meng Tangyu held his baby son with his right hand and his daughter with his left hand, and smiled and said, "Mengmeng, your sister is rarely back once, so why bother to let her bully her? Let's go and have a meal."
The food is fragrant and the candlestick is bright, illuminating the smiling faces of the family and warming the four love hearts.
Ming Xixi told some things outside, and only ignored the incident of being injured by Saint Yourou in Xinghai. Jian Bingran was so nervous that she was about to jump out when she encountered her in Huanggu. Meng Mengmeng held her chin and was so focused.
Meng Tangyu listened quietly and looked at Ming Xixi with a smile. Although this precious daughter was not his biological child, her father and daughter had a deep relationship. There was no worry on his face, because he knew that Xiao Xier had been different from ordinary people since he was a child. When Cao Linzi first saw her, he wanted to take her to Shengji Gate as his disciple. There was also Gong Taifu who had been looking for a master in Hancheng a few years ago. He remembered all the things he said at that time. His Xiao Xier was destined to be extraordinary in this life.
Jian Bingran held his daughter's hand and said with great care: "Xi'er, you have completed what the emperor has told you now. You have obtained freedom. Don't go out again. We are together and live our peaceful and happy life."
Ming Xixi smiled and hugged Jian Bingran and said, "Mom, Xi'er has some other things. When it's all over, Xi'er will come back and never leave her mother, father, and Meng Meng."
Meng Mengmeng's little heart was attracted by the outside world mentioned by her sister. Of course Hancheng is good, but Dad Su and her sister also said that people need some experience to truly grow. The small seeds sprout quietly in his heart. When he grows a few years later, he will also walk out of Hancheng and go out to explore before coming back.
Meng Tangyu pondered: "Xi'er, the Brahmin organization is extremely mysterious and is good at using the magic of Qimen. Some people in their organization are specially disguised as certain specific characters in order to achieve their goals."
"Dad, do you know who they have disguised?" Ming Xixi asked curiously. Over the past three years, she has focused on building an underground army. This is a heavy work that consumes brain, energy and physical strength. She has no time to distract herself from taking care of too many external things. Therefore, she only receives those messages and does not think about them, because she has no time to think about them.
Meng Tangyu said: "At present, there are your master Liuchuanchuan, the fourth master Xiangfenfen, the Central Plains Ranger Ye Laixiang, and Jue'anling, the third-ranked young master of the Crescent Mountain Villa, and it is said that even some imperial officials were imitated."
"Wow! It sounds so scary." Ming Xixi said in surprise. This Brahmin organization is so omnipresent. What exactly does he want to do? Are the people and things he encountered along the way related to the Brahmin organization?
Meng Tangyu looked at his daughter with a little concern and said, "Xi'er, what Dad is worried about is whether the next person who is disguised will fall on you."
"Ah? Why?" Ming Xixi was stunned when she heard this, and Jian Bingran was also stunned. Someone wanted to disguise himself as his beloved daughter? How terrible!
Meng Mengmeng immediately asked in confusion: "Dad, why do those people dress up as sisters? Are they jealous of their sister's beauty?"
Meng Tangyu said: "It's not because your sister is too beautiful, it's because your sister is too capable and has a special identity."
Jian Bingran said worriedly: "Tangyu, please let Tianfenglou protect Xi'er secretly. This is too dangerous! No matter how capable Xi'er is, she is still a girl's house. I'm really afraid..."
Meng Tangyu leaned over his wife's shoulder and comforted him: "Bingran, don't worry too much. Tianfeng Tower has been officially launched. As soon as the Lou Ling is in the territory of Tang Song and Jin Hui, as long as someone pretends to be Xier, he will definitely find out as soon as possible."
Meng Mengmeng hugged Ming Xixi's arm and said to her with a little masculinity: "Sister, now Dad protects you. When I grow up, I will protect you!"
He spoke extremely firmly and resolutely. Ming Xixi couldn't help but feel warm. He reached out to hug him, kissed him on his forehead, and smiled: "Meng Meng, in the future, he will definitely become a man who stands tall and upright, the most beautiful city grass in the cold city, the first beautiful man in the Tang Song Kingdom, and the richest man in the mainland..."
"Sister!" Meng Mengmeng saw that she started to tease herself again, and she glared at her angrily.
Ming Xixi smiled, rubbed his charming little face, suddenly restrained his smile, and said to his parents: "Dad, this time I am back, in addition to visiting you and Meng Meng, there is another thing I want to ask the blame uncle to come out to save people."
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